I drift
into the mirror
chasing eyes
that once were mine
And leave behind
the futile wish
in memory
confined
The silver backing
traps my fear
releasing
what’s been hidden
As I become
divorced from time
resighted
— and regiven
(Dreamsleep: December, 2025)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
Online) - Published: December 6th, 2025 12:22
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